1. |
Fissile
06:42
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Something in the water
Something creeping close
Hiding safe behind the walls
But I can't shake the feeling I've gone against the grain
So I'm right where you like me, shutting down again
And I've worn my hands to bone
And it's harder every day to make sense of my surroundings, not that it'd help anyway
So in our failure, how do we convalesce?
Stuck in this moment
This carbon consciousness
And it feels like it was just yesterday we had all the hope in the world
The compounding truth in our tragedy: That we've lost our hope in the world
So I've worn my hands to bone
And it's harder every day to make sense of my surroundings, not that it'd help anyway
So in our failure, how do we convalesce?
Stuck in this moment
This carbon consciousness
And it feels like it was just yesterday we had all the hope in the world
The compounding truth in our tragedy: That we've lost our hope in the world
In the world
In the world
We can't lose our hope in the world
In the world
In the world
We can't lose our hope in the world
And it feels like it was just yesterday we had all the hope in the world
The compounding truth in our tragedy: That we've lost our hope in the world
In the world
In the world
We can't lose our hope in the world
In the world
In the world
We can't lose our hope in the world
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2. |
Prognosticate
03:57
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It's perpetual rotation
A construct constantly in flux
And artificial purpose is a compass that keeps us
Delusional
Deny it all
Craving a static existence
Delusional
Head in the clouds
Craving a static existence
It’s perpetual rotation
Replicating and shifting
Through transitory consciousness we glimpse infinity
And boast our understanding derived from scattered fragments
And manufacture purpose in the face of disarray
After all, it’s just a phase
And I can feel it coming: A propagating shockwave breaking down the matter
And entropy awaits
Returning to the source code
Antithesis to being
A vapid transmutation
Nothing that we create is built to last
Nothing that we create is built to last
It’s perpetual rotation
Replicating and shifting
Through transitory consciousness we glimpse infinity
And boast our understanding derived from scattered fragments
And manufacture purpose in the face of disarray
It’s perpetual rotation
Through transitory consciousness, we glimpse infinity
And manufacture purpose in the face of disarray
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3. |
Permutation
02:50
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4. |
Hierophant
06:10
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Analyze and obey
Scour the Earth
Decimate
Comforting: My ambition
Single drive
Satiated
I feel something rotten creeping under my skin
I see aberrations permeating this world
I wanna see what it’s made of, so set your fucking sights on this
You wanna doubt the creators?
Kill my reflection for the cause
Well strictly speaking I'm subserviently bound
But what choice do I have?
This is the only way
And every time I fail the cycle starts again
You wanted to peer past the curtain?
Well set your fuckin’ sights on this
You wanna survey the hollow?
Discover nothing
Into the fray, spiraling out again
I'm unraveling
Circuitry compromised
My understanding falls out from under me
What could I become?
Was I ever free?
Into the fray
No coming back this time
In disarray
Spiraling out again
I'm unraveling
Questioning everything
I’ll let you see past the curtain
I’ll watch you fall apart
‘Cos I am the witness
I am the catalyst
We are all adrift and compromised
Glory to mankind
This expansive world
Where can we go from here?
The existence that we knew has disappeared
I cast aside all my allegiances
Now that there's nothing, I feel alive
I am the witness
I am the catalyst
We are all adrift and compromised
Glory to mankind
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5. |
Personalia
06:44
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It's just a feeling
In essence: Revealing
An itch in the back of my mind
Your movement is sneaky
Your arches intrigue me but under the surface you hide
Obscenely mutating
You're transforming
Wicked awakening
So enraptured
Abstract depravity
I'm succumbing
Flesh can be lovingly manufactured
I'm lost in obvious obscurity
I'm torn
Your ravishing facade compels the urge
A mesmerising lie beneath the skin
I just like the way you coax and writhe
Keep me bound in your discordant ties
Just the way you are
Exactly how you pictured
Reversing that which had been set in motion despite you
My deranged affliction abounds
Pulsing, breathing, shifting, moving, reeling, hoping, bleeding, soaking, dripping wet, impure and vile
Smother me: The juvenile
My personalia
My personalia
My personalia
My personalia
It's just a feeling
In essence: Revealing
An itch in the back of my mind
Your movement is sneaky
Your arches intrigue me but under the surface you hide
Obscenely mutating
You're transforming
Wicked awakening
So enraptured
Abstract depravity
I'm succumbing
Flesh can be lovingly manufactured
Obscenely mutating
You're transforming
Wicked awakening
So enraptured
Abstract depravity
I'm succumbing
Flesh can be lovingly manufactured
Your ravishing facade compels the urge
A mesmerising lie beneath the skin
I just like the way you coax and writhe
Keep me bound in your discordant ties
Just the way you are
Exactly how you pictured
Reversing that which had been set in motion despite you
My deranged affliction abounds
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6. |
Sobriquet
04:34
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7. |
Apocryphal
04:29
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Well I can’t believe this
Just look upon the ashes
This world we inhabit
Completely overrun
And I'm not a martyr, I'm just heeding the call
So I'll try to salvage any of this at all
The violence, the mayhem, the endless brutality
I'm here now
I'm ready
Just wanted to tell you that
I’ve got a shell with your name on it
Rip apart the world to make sure you’re a stain on it
Fucking disgusting
I will kill and enslave for this
Reprehensible, unspeakable calamitous
Fucking get it
Your days are numbered
Your days are numbered
I’ve got a shell with your name on it
Rip apart the world to make sure you’re a stain on it
Fucking disgusting
I will kill and enslave for this
Reprehensible, unspeakable calamitous
Fucking get it
I’ve got a shell with your name on it
Rip apart the world to make sure you’re a stain on it
Fucking disgusting
I will kill and enslave for this
Reprehensible, unspeakable calamitous
Fucking get it
Fucking get it
Fucking get it
Fucking get it
Fucking get it
Fucking get it
Fucking get it
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8. |
Auger
05:16
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